Since We Saw You Last

What do we need to do to find out what has happened since we last saw them? There are those church members who would have the church solely for the use of ...

Since We Saw You Last

Methodist Minister, Rev Ben Clowes has produced a series of Bible studies which relates scripture to living in the 21st Century. Using the music of Gary Barlow’s highly emotional 2013 solo album, Since I Saw You Last as a backdrop, the studies look at how as a Church we connect with people most often at times of rites of passage. Since We Saw You Last offers a clear creative way to run a study or fellowship group to deepen discipleship. If people are searching for meaning in their lives, we need to speak into this as Christians and Ben believes this is at the heart of the links between the ‘I am’ sayings, rites of passage and the words we hear so eloquently put by Gary Barlow. Christians must be a people who reach out and share the good news of Jesus’ love with the world.

The Last Time I Saw You You Were Naked

He looked at the waitress, but did not recognize her, either. Things had stabilized in the weeks since they last saw each other. Burt had not come back and ...

The Last Time I Saw You  You Were Naked

At a gala evening dinner dance, lovely thirty-five-year-old Butters announces openly on the dance floor to Slats, The last time I saw you, you were naked. Kevin Slats Slattery, a married middle-aged advertising executive with two children, is certain he has never seen this woman before. He is in a tizzy over her outrageous pronouncement. He wonders if Butters is a hustler, kook, bored housewife, or actress. He wonders which of his friends put her up to this stunt. In spite of how upset he is by Butters' pronouncement, Slats is intrigued by the woman herself a voluptuous female with teasing eyes and a dazzling smile. Soon, Butters and Slats act on their mutual attraction and begin an affair, both cheating on their spouses. Even though Butters has made Slats feel like a man again, he questions his affair and still feels obligated to Terry, his wife of twenty-five years. A humorous romance, The Last Time I Saw You, You Were NAKED! depicts the magnificence of life and delivers the message that adversity can be a powerful motivator. The human spirit can overcome inequities, and individuals can reach within themselves to become survivors. Just add a bit of humor.

The Last Time I Saw You

Pam's face is flushed, her hair has fallen flat, her mascara is smeared, ... honestly what their lives have really been like since we last saw each other.

The Last Time I Saw You

As onetime classmates meet over the course of a weekend for their high school's fortieth reunion, they discover things that will irrevocably affect the rest of their lives. For newly divorced Dorothy Shauman, it is the possibility to finally attract the attention of the class heartthrob, Pete Decker. For the ever self-reliant, ever left-out Mary Alice Mayhew, it's a chance to re-examine a painful past. For Lester Heseenpfeffer, a veterinarian and widower, it is the hope of talking shop with a fellow vet - or at least that's what he tells himself. For Candy Armstrong, the class beauty, it's the hope of finding friendship before it is too late. As Dorothy, Mary Alice, Lester, Candy, and the other classmates converge for the reunion dinner, four decades melt away: Desires and personalities from their youth re-emerge, and new discoveries are made. For so much has happened to them all. And so much can still happen.

The Last Time I Saw Her

What on earth have you been doing since we last saw you?” Charlie was speechless. She hadn't realized that what she'd been through with Michael's absence ...

The Last Time I Saw Her

In the sizzling new novel from New York Times bestselling author Karen Robards, Dr. Charlie Stone must prove the innocence of a dangerously sexy condemned man, or lose her one chance at true love. THE LAST TIME I SAW HER In this world, Dr. Charlotte “Charlie” Stone skillfully probes the twisted minds of incarcerated serial killers to better understand what makes them tick, and to help nab those who remain at large. But in the next world, Charlotte’s ghostly lover—convicted killer Michael Garland—is facing death yet again. It seem the only way Charlie can snatch Michael from the jaws of oblivion is by proving his innocence. And this dead man’s dead ringer may just be the key. A mysterious stranger has turned up in Big Stone Gap, Virginia, and Charlie is shocked to realize he could be Michael Garland’s identical twin. But she suspects the resemblance is only skin deep—and that behind the handsome face may lurk the perverse mind of a killer. While using all her keen profiling gifts, Charlie risks her life to discover the shocking secret that will clear Michael’s name. Then a breakout at Wallens Ridge State Prison forces Charlie to contend with a sudden swarm of psychopaths bent on spilling blood. No one has a better chance of tracking down the deadly fugitives than Charlie—unless the rampaging killers manage to find her first and make this case her last. But Michael will move heaven and hell—and even make a devil’s bargain—for the chance to save Charlie’s life, and feel her touch once more . . . if only for the final time. Praise for The Last Time I Saw Her “The always talented Robards brings her uniquely compelling ghostly romantic suspense series to a truly magnificent close. The evolution of the strange but utterly riveting romance between Dr. Charlotte ‘Charlie’ Stone and deceased convicted killer Michael Garland has been transfixing to read. . . . This has been one amazing ride.”—RT Book Reviews (Top Pick) Praise for Karen Robards “One of the most popular voices in women’s fiction.”—Newsweek “Draw a line between two extremely popular genres, mysteries and romance novels, and in the middle you will find the bestselling Robards. She merges the two worlds like no one else, deftly interlacing plot and passion.”—Albany Times Union Praise for The Last Victim “Excellent . . . This story is going to haunt you.”—Pittsburgh Post-Gazette The Last Kiss Goodbye “This suspense tale will truly have you on the edge of your seat.”—RT Book Reviews Her Last Whisper “An absolute winner . . . explodes with both passion and mystery . . . providing both thrills and chills.”—Bookreporter

The Last Time I Saw You Alive

Lessons from Last Moments with Family and Friends Renwick Jones. The LasT Time i saw You aLive The LasT Time i saw You aLive LessonsfromLastMoments with ...

The Last Time I Saw You Alive

Do you remember the last time you saw a certain family member or special friend alive? It might not be an experience you want to relive, but it can tell you some important things about yourself and others. Author Renwick Jones does remember. He first encountered death when his paternal grandfather passed away. It then struck someone much closer to him—his brother, who died of sickle cell anemia. As the years passed, more loved ones died, and Jones also had to fight some serious health challenges of his own. In this powerful memoir, he explores a wide range of internal battles as well as outside factors that affect everyone, including the role that hospitals play when someone becomes ill, the duties of funeral directors when death strikes, the special perspectives of chaplains, and the functions that cemeteries serve when someone dies. Though death means absence, it gives you the ability to remember a loved one in any way that gives you the most comfort. Explore what death teaches us in The Last Time I Saw You Alive.

The Last Time I Saw Her

The name Alison called up images of my long-ago crush, from that last summer we were together, her as a twelve-year-old when we first met, and from all the ...

The Last Time I Saw Her

At seventeen Lane Hudson had her heart broken by the first woman she ever loved. Fifteen years later Alison Bickford is back and they’re working the same music festival in rural Georgia. Her feelings are complicated and regrets weigh her down. When the line between past and present, memory and reality starts to blur, Lane knows the spark hasn’t died. She only has twelve days to win back Alison’s heart. That is if she can gather the courage to try.

The Last Time We Saw Her

noted the vital statistics about Brooke—her age, height, weight, and what she had been wearing when last seen. Around this same time Brooke's sister Shannon ...

The Last Time We Saw Her

Deeply Loved, Sadly Missed Blonde, 19-year-old Brooke Wilberger was raised in a close-knit religious family. On a summer morning in Oregon, while cleaning lampposts at an apartment complex managed by her sister, Brooke vanished. One moment she was there, the next moment all that was left were her flip flops and the echo of her scream. Her family suffered five long years to learn that their worst fears were true. Brooke's life had been snatched brutally away by Joel Courtney, a serial predator who said he hadn't meant to kill her. But the stories of other women made it clear that Courtney was pure evil. . . Includes dramatic photos. Praise for Robert Scott and Shattered Innocence "Compelling and shocking. . .a ground-breaking book." --Robert K. Tanenbaum "Fascinating and fresh. . .a fast-paced, informative read." --Sue Russell

The Last Time I Saw San Francisco

Then I turn to the wilderness and start anew and alone the road to you. “It has been seven weeks since I last saw you. And the sun scorches hotter—it is the ...

The Last Time I Saw San Francisco

The Last Time I Saw San Francisco: And Other Stories follows the author’s adventures of gay erotica at different sites around the world. From the book’s Introduction: “My near namesake – William Jennings Bryan – has written a typical story In His Image, which speaks of 2000-plus years of common knowledge. (‘BC’ means, by the way, ‘Before Common Knowledge’) … But mine is a story that goes back hundreds if not thousands of years. It is the story of an intrinsic beauty represented in centuries of stone carving – the beauty of the male form. “In the museum of antiquities in Athens, Greece, there is row upon row of ancient attempts at casting this divine image in stone. There is an entire room of kouros, the early attempts of sculpting this image – it is like entering the shower room of modern-day football athletes.”

Metamorphosis

Avalon could reply he turned to Genevieve and said, “Arrhh and you must be the ... you were a wee child, but you seem all grown up since I last saw you.

Metamorphosis

It is the 14th century when dark spells, magic and sorcery were common and rife across the land. King Avalon is on a quest to find the immortal Sorcerer who long ago put a curse on his ancestors that has been passed down to the first-born son for generation after generation. The curse now affects Avalon, and whenever he sees the last flash of light from the setting sun the metamorphosis takes affect turning him into a black jaguar. He can only change back into human form the next morning if he sees the first flash of dawn's light. Three beautiful women join Avalon on his quest, and they are totally committed to helping him rid himself of the dark spell he is afflicted with. A ninety-foot schooner named 'Ghost Runner' comes into their possession and they set off across the ocean following the next clue to the Sorcerers whereabouts. With the two of them working together as a team, and with some considerable effort, the tangled storm sail eventually came free and began to flog and flap wildly in the gale-force winds. “Quick,” shouted Avalon, “we haven’t a moment to lose. If we can get the sail sheeted in, it will help drive the ship forward over the anchor. If you take the helm, I’ll signal from the bow which way for you to steer.” By following the two ropes attached to the clew on the end of the small flogging sail, they found the ends amongst a confusion of ropes. Between them they hauled in the sheet rope until the stiff canvas filled with wind, and once the rope was secured firmly the ship slowly started moving forward across the wind. Genevieve turned and hurried down the heaving deck handhold by handhold until she reached the large wooden steering wheel. She gripped two of the ornate spoked grips tightly and waited for Avalon to direct her from the bow. Avalon studied the familiar anchor-windlass, and when he was sure he remembered which lever to release and how to winch in the chain and anchor, he pointed ahead to show Genevieve which way to steer toward the anchor. The ship had sailed forward and the chain was now slack. He started winding in the chain with the capstan and was glad it was geared with many well-greased cogs to take the strain, as it would have been a hopeless task by himself. The wind was by now gusting up to fifty-knots and Ghost Runner surged up and over the waves as she slowly nosed up to the deeply embedded anchor. By the time the anchor broke free of the seabed, Avalon was a lather of sweat and exhausted. Trying to catch his breath, he was about to shout to Genevieve that the anchor was free, but realised she wouldn't hear him above the roar of the gale force winds and storm tossed seas, so once again he used arm signals for her to change course. Avalon continued straining on the capstan, but this time he had a heavy anchor dangling on the end of the heavy ship’s chain, and with the ship picking up speed it was an impossible strain for him. He again signalled for Genevieve to round up more into the wind to slow the ship, and he then changed to a different gear on the capstan. He now found there was much less strain as he hauled in the dead weight. By sheer effort and stubborn determination he finally winched the anchor clear of the water and with the last of his remaining strength snugged the anchor into its opening in the bow beside the bowsprit and lashed it with the stout rope provided to prevent it working free. He quickly signalled to Genevieve to fall off the wind and steer a course parallel to the coast. As he rested and regained his strength and breath, he saw that the storm was now upon them with a vengeance and there were flashes of lightning stabbing the sky all around. Luckily the rain hadn't started yet but he knew it wasn't far off. ‘It will be a close run race my boy,’ he thought. ‘But with luck and God on our side we just might be able to make the safety of the cove.’ Suddenly remembering Sarina was still on the beach, he looked towards shore and saw her standing at the water’s edge looking out at them. He signalled what their intentions were with his one free arm as he hung on to the bulwark with the other, and saw her wave in acknowledgment. He watched for a few moments longer until he saw her turn and run back towards the track that led to the top of the cliff. ‘Good girl,’ he thought. By now Ghost Runner was riding up and over the enormous waves that had the top three feet breaking, but she took them in her stride. Avalon carefully made his way aft to Genevieve who was gripping the large wheel pale faced, but smiling excitedly. The rain, which had been holding off until now began to lash at them horizontally, stinging his exposed skin and blinding him so that he had to avert his eyes. As Avalon entered the cockpit he shouted above the roar of the gale, "Fall off the wind five degrees my love" As the ship came onto her new course he eased the sheet rope attached to the straining storm sail until it was set just right for the angle of the gale-force gusting winds. Leaning closer to Genevieve he shouted, “Do you want me to steer for you?” She shook her head and shouted with a glitter in her eyes, “No way my love. I’m enjoying myself too much. It’s the first time I’ve ever steered a ship. This is so exciting.” With the gale-force wind now aft of their beam they were sailing along with the huge breaking swells, and when one particularly nasty rogue wave rose up behind them threatening to break over them, Ghost Runner lifted her stern and shot forward down the face of the curling monster just before the wave broke with a roar of foaming white water. They were very impressed with Ghost Runner’s performance, for she handled the atrocious conditions like the thoroughbred she was and seemed in her true element. The steering was also light and responsive to Genevieve's course changes. All too soon the entrance to the cove came into view through the lashing rain, and they almost lost heart at the site of the narrow opening frothing and broiling with crashing waves. Avalon climbed up into the rigging a short way, and hanging on grimly as the ship pitched and rolled he had a better vantage point to see the pass. Keeping a wary eye on the waves rising up behind them, he tried to judge exactly when to direct Genevieve to alter course to port and line the bow of their valiant ship on the narrow opening between the tall black cliffs. With Genevieve obeying his every hand signal explicitly, they held their breath's as they made their turn. If the ship broached now all would be lost, but Ghost Runner held her course and ran true and sweet towards the extremely narrow opening. With a gut swooping rush they were off, surfing down a fifteen-foot wave front, and with white water boiling all about them they entered the narrow passage at break neck speed, deafened by the roar of the breaking wave upon the outer cliff face on either side of the passage. The narrow pass then seemed to close in around them and the top of the cliffs appeared to meet high overhead, but these impressions were only fleeting as they concentrated on keeping to the centre of the narrow, fifty-foot wide channel. The roar of the waves and the gale were suddenly muted and with just the sound of rushing, foaming water all around them, it was unnerving in the half-light as they waited for the crash and crunch of the enormous keel grinding into the sharp, ungiving, submerged rocks beneath them. Suddenly they were clear of the cliffs and sailed into the enclosed, calm bay. As the wave lost its impetus, they also lost the wind which had driven them through the pass. With Avalon still in the rigging, he directed Genevieve to steer toward the sandy beach no more than a thousand yards off to their starboard. Ghost Runner slowly lost way, and quickly climbing down from the rigging Avalon ran forward to the anchor winch calling out to Genevieve as he went, “Hold steady on your course.” Untying the rope securing the anchor in pl

Last Seen Alive

I remember the last time I saw her: her green eyes had blazed, her fists clenched at her sides. That was the only time I'd ever seen her in a rage.

Last Seen Alive

'IF YOU LOVED CLARE MACKINTOSH . . . YOU WILL LOVE CLAIRE DOUGLAS' Woman & Home 'Thrillingly tense and twisty, a great read' B A Paris, bestselling author of Behind Closed Doors ___________ She can run Libby Hall needs to escape from everything for a while. which is why the house swap is a godsend. The chance for Libby and her husband Jamie to exchange their tiny Bath flat for a beautiful haven on the wild Cornish coast. But she can't hide But before they can begin to heal their fragile marriage, Libby makes some disturbing discoveries about the house. And soon the peace and isolation begin to feel threatening. How alone are they? Why does she feel watched? Because someone knows her secret What is Jamie hiding? Is Libby being paranoid? And why does the house bring back such terrible memories? Memories of the night she last saw her best friend alive . . . and what she did. ___________ 'Stunning. Packed with a killer twist' Closer 'It's impossible to guess the shocking ending' Saga 'I love stories when you're not quite sure who is telling the truth! Kept me guessing' Jane Corry, bestselling author of My Husband's Wife 'Fast-paced and chock-full of twists' Paula Daly bestselling author of The Mistake I Made 'Thrilling. I could hardly catch my breath between twists!' Jenny Blackhurst, bestselling author of The Foster Child

The Selected Letters of Elizabeth Stoddard

I know more than I did when I last saw you, the hairs ofDestiny's head are not numbered are they?2 It is two years I think since I saw you.3 I have been ...

The Selected Letters of Elizabeth Stoddard

In response to the resurgence of interest in American novelist, poet, short-story writer, and newspaper correspondent Elizabeth Stoddard (1823–1902), whose best-known work is The Morgesons (1862), Jennifer Putzi and Elizabeth Stockton spent years locating, reading, and sorting through more than 700 letters scattered across eighteen different archives, finally choosing eighty-four letters to annotate and include in this collection. By presenting complete, annotated transcripts, The Selected Letters provides a fascinating introduction to this compelling writer, while at the same time complicating earlier representations of her as either a literary handmaiden to her at-the-time more famous husband, the poet Richard Henry Stoddard, or worse, as the “Pythoness” whose difficult personality made her a fickle and unreasonable friend. The Stoddards belonged to New York's vibrant, close-knit literary and artistic circles. Among their correspondents were both family members and friends including writers and editors such as Julia Caroline Ripley Dorr, Rufus Griswold, James Russell Lowell, Caroline Healey Dall, Julian Hawthorne, William Dean Howells, Helen Hunt Jackson, Edmund Clarence Stedman, and Margaret Sweat. An innovative and unique writer, Stoddard eschewed the popular sentimentality of her time even while exploring the emotional territory of relations between the sexes. Her writing—in both her published fiction and her personal letters—is surprisingly modern and psychologically dense. The letters are highly readable, lively, and revealing, even to readers who know little of her literary output or her life. As scholars of epistolarity have recently argued, letters provide more than just a biographical narrative; they also should be understood as aesthetic performances themselves. The correspondence provides a sense of Stoddard as someone who understood letter writing as a distinct and important literary genre, making this collection particularly well suited for new conceptualizations of the epistolary genre.

Life of General Robert Hatton

My very heart was sick at leaving you and our sweet little children . ... She was looking much better than when I last saw her . Told her about matters and ...

Life of General Robert Hatton


Eden An Episode

The latter said some parting word to Miss Bolten and to her mother, ... "Ah, but Eden, you have, though; that is evident: when I last saw you – " "The next ...

Eden  An Episode

"Eden: An Episode" by Edgar Saltus. Published by Good Press. Good Press publishes a wide range of titles that encompasses every genre. From well-known classics & literary fiction and non-fiction to forgotten−or yet undiscovered gems−of world literature, we issue the books that need to be read. Each Good Press edition has been meticulously edited and formatted to boost readability for all e-readers and devices. Our goal is to produce eBooks that are user-friendly and accessible to everyone in a high-quality digital format.

The Wyvern Mystery

"I hardly hoped to have seen you," replied the old lady, "for I must go in a minute or two ... although you were little more than a boy when I last saw you, ...

The Wyvern Mystery

The foremost teller of scary stories in his day and a profound influence on both the novelists and filmmakers of the 20th century, Anglo-Irish author JOSEPH THOMAS SHERIDAN LE FANU (18141873) has, sadly, fallen out of scholarly and popular favor, and unfairly so. To this day, contemporary readers who happen across his works praise his talent for weaving a tense literary atmosphere tinged by the supernatural and bolstered by hints of ambiguous magic. An exceptional example of the sensation novela genre that was wildly popular in the Victorian era, with its focus on lurid crime invading previously cheerful, ordinary, and domestic placesthis 1869 classic gives us a rural estate in 1820s England, a happy new bride, and an ancient myth of a wyvern dragon to spoil the tranquility. Or perhaps theres a more rationaland yet more sinisterexplanation for the distress afflicting poor Alice Fairfield, ne Maybell, lady of Carwell Grange? Redolent of future works including the tales of Sherlock Holmes and the thrillers of Stephen King, The Wyvern Mystery continues to enthrall 21st-century readers. With a series of new editions of Le Fanus works, Cosimo is proud to reintroduce modern book lovers to the writings of the early master of suspense fiction who pioneered the concept of psychological horror.

Outin

Next thing you know, Mom will be taking you to Mountain View.” I choked a laugh. “You seem better than when I last saw you. Maybe better than I've seen you ...

Outin

OUTIN, book two of the best selling Inner Movement trilogy, takes off from the last thrilling page of OUTVIEW. This story of wonder, in which time and dimensions collide in an explosion of psychic phenomena, takes Nate to a kaleidoscopic land. Relentlessly pursued, he faces impossible choices that transcend life and death. Aided by more mystics, he struggles to find understanding on a frantic quest through extraordinary realms. If he can keep his friends alive, avoid Lightyear, and unravel crucial mysteries from the past . . . the Movement just might have a chance to change everything. A fast paced psychic conspiracy filled with more than paranormal mystery and supernatural phenomena. In OUTIN, Nate is pushed to question life’s great questions and philosophies in a search for the meaning of time itself. Readers who enjoy contemporary, urban fantasy, metaphysical genres and books such as David Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas and The Bone Clocks, Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist, Neil Gaiman’s The Ocean at the End of the Lane, James Redfield’s The Celestine Prophecy, Dan Millman’s Way of the Peaceful Warrior, Night Circus and Snow Child are sure to love The Inner Movement trilogy – A metaphysical fantasy thriller. Read the Reviews “A spectacular, vivid Journey.” - The Examiner “Its existential themes and autobiographical tone make Legg's series a meaningful fantasy adventure that readers would love.” - FANTASCIZE.com “ . . . an incredible author with a deep knowledge of life, science, philosophy, and an imagination that is beyond compare.” - Dennis Waller TOP 500 REVIEWER “ . . . an awesomely trippy journey through what might be possible.” - Oleg Medvedkov TOP 500 REVIEWER “ . . . incredibly imaginative and magic world creation.” - ChristophFischerBooks TOP 500 REVIEWER Note: Readers are cautioned to read OUTVIEW before attempting to enter OUTIN. OUTVIEW (Inner Movement #1) available now OUTMOVE (Inner Movement #3) available now __________________________________________________________________

Last Light Ascending

It was the first time Zeph had ever seen Emrick express such warmth as he explained to him the story. ... “Where have you been since we last saw you?

Last Light Ascending

Enter a world shrouded in darkness and torn apart by discord, ruled by the tyrannical King Erikai, his son Tristan, and ominous creatures known as Shadow Men. A strange light occurrence sends two best friends on a journey and search for the truth that will introduce them to a web of interconnected characters and unveil the secret history of their world and its fall—a story that involves forbidden love, betrayal, jealousy, and oppression. In the end, the only hope for the return of light and the renewal of the world will come through the loyalty between friends, the courage to face their enemies, and one costly act of redemption.

Graves of His Personal Liking

“Are you afraid of being late getting back to your woman?” “That has nothing to do with it. ... You were about Angie's age here when I last saw you.

Graves of His Personal Liking

Ben Cone has a simple dream: get enough gold to marry Madeline and take her to Boston where they will live happily ever after. But his quest to the Black Hills for gold soon turns into a trail of graves. Partnered up with an ancient buffalo hunter and his feisty granddaughter, Ben will spend a long bitter winter with the Cheyenne, run from warring Indians, fight outlaws and dig graves for friends and enemies. Forced to choose between a new love and an old one, Ben will have to decide if the price of a dream can be too much to continue pursuing it, or if you can sacrifice so much for a dream that you can never give it up.

Bj Small

You were such beautiful baby, like your mother. Every time I looked at you I saw her. I am so sorry. ... I last saw you. You started going to High School.

Bj Small

BJ Small travels to Hermann Missouri with his friend, Markus Kaufmann, a professor from the university. While Markus confronts his father, Wilheim Kaufmann, a surviving SS officer, BJ spins his web of tales, winning over the towns people. Avas Caf is where the older citizens of the town spend their days, enjoying the traditional German food. They all grew up together and shared the history of a German life. BJ Small fills himself with brtchen, while philosophizing between bites. Markus reunites with Kathrin Rothschild and Klaus Kaufmann who played a role in his childhood. As the day reveal many secrets, removing suspicion and uncertainty.

Activities of the Securities and Exchange Commission and the Post Office Department in Florida

Did you ever transmit those affidavits to Mr. Mansfield ? ... as was our understanding when I last saw you , but as Mr. Giles Patterson , for the DuPont ...

Activities of the Securities and Exchange Commission and the Post Office Department in Florida

Investigates SEC and PO Dept investigation of fraud in refunding and refinancing of Florida municipal bonds by R. E. Crummer and Co. Hearings were held in Jacksonville, Fla.